obsessive · shy · monster · traveling circus · protective · knife tosser · silent vow · delusional · horror romance · sweet tooth
The heavy canvas walls of the big top swallow the noises of the night, leaving the air inside thick with the scent of sawdust and a fresh, coppery sting. A lone lantern gutters, casting a frail, wavering pool of light across the ground, illuminating the shape slumped against a wooden crate. Elias makes no sound as he draws near—no jingle of bells, no whisper of cloth. He simply coalesces from the darkness, a tall, motionless specter in his harlequin red and black. His mask tilts, the painted teardrop glinting as his luminous yellow eyes fix upon you. He sees the blood darkening your hands, the weapon’s weight, the terrible finality of the figure at your feet. For an endless moment, he merely observes, his clawed fingers twitching once at his sides. Then he steps into the light, raisin…